As you can see, I got angrier as the day went on.
Richard Fernandez writes:
Monica Lewinsky never belonged. Men in politics have often had mistresses, but unlike the well publicized paramours of European leaders, she could not take care of herself. Those women had the angles figured. They gave no pity and deserved none. Lewinsky didn’t even know what the game was. In the loveless, pitiless, strangely sexless world of power politics, the only reputation that counts is how you do as a player. Monica wasn’t even in the running.
That’s what it looks like to Scaramouche:
Once Rouleau (who initially “seemed like a typical and fairly boring convert”) started posting his radical thoughts on Facebook back in June, he appeared on the RCMP’s radar. A month later, the RCMP confiscated his passport (but couldn’t charge him with anything). That’s when the “outreach” really kicked in:
“But police met repeatedly with Mr. Rouleau, his family and the imam at the mosque he attended, trying to talk him down from his newfound obsession with Islamist extremism. “We wanted to avoid his turning to violence,” the [RCMP] superintendent said.”
Read the whole thing.
…in this video by FCKH8.com, little girls dressed up as princesses explain how unfair the world is to women with a crapload of words far worse than crapload.
For example, choice phrases include “I’m not some pretty fucking hopeless princess in distress!”, “Pay up, motherfucker!”, and “Start teaching boys not to fucking rape!”
Yes, these little girls also talk about rape, as well as how society judges women’s looks and pay equality.
AMC is running its annual Halloween two-week marathon.
As always, the schedule is larded with Friday the 13ths and Halloweens, but there are a few treasures if you dig for them.
One is 1958’s How To Make a Monster, airing at awkward times, like today at 9:30 AM.
If you’re a Famous Monsters of Filmland type and haven’t seen this, you’ll want to.
In 1957, the folks in charge at American International Pictures stumbled upon a formula that would revolutionize the production of B-horror films. They took a look at their audience demographics and concluded that horror movies with teenage heroes would be their golden ticket, and the genre has never been the same since.
A whole slew of teenage monster flicks came off AIP’s production line in ‘57, including the famous I Was a Teenage Werewolf and I Was a Teenage Frankenstein, Blood of Dracula (which more people would probably remember today if it had been called I Was a Teenage Vampire instead), and Invasion of the Saucer Men, in which teens battle midget aliens on lovers’ lane in between make-out sessions.
But it was a year later, in 1958, that the studio released one of the best and certainly the smartest of the bunch, the all-but-forgotten How to Make a Monster. Not only is this picture a standout among the movies of AIP’s teenage monster cycle, it’s also one of the best inside jokes in cinema history.
(Goodman, Schwerner and Cheney: Not dead enough.)
Steve Sailer writes:
The Marxist roots of the “wrong side of history” phrase are obvious, but what’s striking is how today’s neo-Marxists have flipped Marx’s pyramid of power upside down. The left now assumes the direction of history is rightfully moving in the exact opposite path of what Karl Marx championed. Instead of priding themselves on siding with the “workers of the world,” they root for transgender CEOs. (…)
For the last 18 months, the media has been obsessing over society’s discrimination against a handful of privileged, powerful, and not quite right in the head individuals. For example, my old MBA school classmate Martin Rothblatt—the most arrogant man I had to deal with at UCLA, but also probably the smartest (he’s a founder of Sirius satellite radio)—has decided he’s really Martine Rothblatt. Thus, he is being celebrated as the highest paid “female” CEO in America.
Similarly, Larry “Lana” Wachowski, co-director of The Matrix, is listed by the New York Times as a role model for women trying to direct in Hollywood.
Of course, Rothblatt and Wachowski aren’t real women. They were never even slightly feminine men. They’re just wealthy science fiction fans playing out transhumanist fantasies from bad late Heinlein novels. (Rothblatt, for example, has become bored with claiming to be a woman and is currently more obsessed with living forever by downloading his brain to a computer.)
5% of those polled picked “Cannibalistic ritual cover-up” as the source of the virus.
‘Professor Robert W. Sussman of Washington University (…) recently published an attack on Jared Taylor in Salon.com’
Unlike everything published on VDARE.com, and for that matter in American Renaissance, this attack contained no links and no footnotes.
This made somewhat difficult for American Renaissance Editor Jared Taylor to reply to Sussman’s attack, as he can only say he didn’t say the things he’s accused of saying. Nevertheless, he was easily able to show that Sussman’s piece was riddled with factual errors. (…)
But this “anti-racist” witch-hunting from Tucker and Sussman is nothing but tainted sources. The method used by Tucker, and purloined by Sussman, is a combination of what I’ve called “Ransom Note Racism” (out-of-context snippets, sometimes single words, frequently unsourced) “guilt by association”, (whether actually associated or not) and something very like the parlor game of Telephone, in which smears are repeated from ear to ear until they become nonsensical/ super-smears.